All well, madam?
Wanna drink with me?
You know, Dhaincha,
love comes with a lot of pain.
And if you lose someone dear like this,
it is the biggest…
pain of all.
Yes, madam.
We also lost Lappu just like that.
Sorry, Dhaincha.
Because of me…
He was a very dear friend, right?
He wasn't…
just a friend, madam.
Six, seven, eight,
nine,
ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen…
What are you looking at, Dhaincha?
Nothing, Lappu. You carry on.
Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen…
Sorry, buddy.
Just felt like it.
Been wanting for long,
couldn't stop myself today.
Did I stop you?
Even I don't like girls.
Is that why you stare at me in class?
Yeah, I'm hitting on you.
Here, man, I was done counting till 17, but I'll have to start from zero now.
Doesn't matter, Lappu.
From now onwards, always count from zero after seventeen.
That will be our love secret.
Okay?
Look at these fuckers!
You both are on fire, huh?
Boy is pleasuring another boy!
-Yes? -No, no, no, not at all!
We were doing nothing.
Please let us go.
-Let us go. -Where do you wanna go?
Sir, they were gazing at each other during your class, too.
Had you told me then, I'd have slashed them.
If anybody gets to know what you are up to,
the whole village will look down upon me.
No, Papa.
We were just chatting.
-We were doing nothing. Really. -Yes.
Hey, that I can see, my son, that you were just chatting.
You just opened the pants to urinate, right?
What are you looking at? Slash the fuckers!
-Bloody rascal! -Hey, you fucker!
Lappu!
Bloody asshole!
-Hey, move back! Run! -Bloody rascal!
Run, Dhaincha!
I won't leave you, Lappu.
-Bloody fucker! -Move!
-Move! Or I'll chop you off! -Fuck!
Dhaincha, my foot!
-Run, Lappu! -Fuckers!
Move back!
Run! You go!
-Lappu jumped over! -Bloody fucker!
-Hey! Stop! -You fucker!
-Bloody fucker! -Fucker!
-Hey! -Come on!
Hey, you fucker! Stop!
Stop, asshole!
-Stop, fucker! -Run, Lappu!
Hey, you fucker!
-Hey! -Hey!
The way a man loves a woman,
the same way,
a man can also love a man.
I used to…
I…
I used to love being with him.
I don't feel that way with anyone else.
I am in the same boat, Dhaincha.
The bliss he showered upon me,
on my body and soul.
He took away both my heart and body
along with him.
Do you get it?
He was tender and hard as a rock too.
He used to laugh and be serious, too.
Sometimes
he would just touch me.
At other times, he would be a violent storm.
He was the hero of my movie, man.
Had he asked me, I'd have given my life for him.
He's the same guy whom we met at Gulab Bar.
I have his phone number.
Dhaincha…
don't spare him.
Noida, Noida, Noida, Noida Spiral, Spiral, Spiral, Spiral Wheel
A gentleman sitting atop The yellow wheel of time cycle
This is his destiny Meet the common man
He was looking for sweets But all he got was a bitter pill
This is his destiny Meet the common man
In the exam called life He gets 0 out of 10
This is his destiny Meet the common man
Noida, Noida, Noida, Noida Spiral, Spiral, Spiral, Spiral Wheel
Do you recognize this?
You've done a favor on some Qureshi.
Right? This is yours.
And this. Take a look at this one.
You would be well aware.
Right? This is Mr. Agarwal's.
There are a lot. Many more.
All the files are full of your antics. Look!
I'm sending these to the head office.
To the vigilance.
You'll get a nice thrashing, Mr. Mishra.
What, man? Was the salary not enough for you?
A simple bank freeze led you to show your true colors, man.
Look at me, madam.
I have not done any wrong till today.
Never. What do you say?
-Never. -Right?
Honesty pays, Mr. Mishra.
Honesty pays.
You can go, madam.
Take these.
Hey, wait. Where are you off to? Wait.
Have some patience. What is the name of his accomplice?
-Lalita. -No.
Ms. Lalita Kumari.
She'll also have to bear the brunt with you.
She's hand in glove with you.
-Right? -Yes, sir.
Ms. Lalita is innocent.
She's not party to any of this.
Whether she is party to this or not
will be disclosed only after the investigation is done.
Right?
-Do me a favor. -Yes, sir.
-Keep a tab on them every week. -Yes, sir.
-Shall I do it daily sir? -Yes, sure.
-Daily. Do it every day. -Okay.
Learn from me, how to be honest. Got it?
Had I not been honest, how would I have caught you?
Yes. What happened?
You had the guts to pull my ear, bastard.
The number dialed by you is currently out of order.
The fucker has destroyed the SIM card.
When we have network issues, whom do we call?
Customer care.
You are in line.
Our executive will just be on line.
You are on hold.
-We will be… -Good evening, sir.
How can I help you?
Madam--
Madam. This is Mr. Dhaincha Jha from Sector 33, Noida speaking.
This is my friend's number.
Ninety-nine two hundred five, forty-three hundred and nine.
It has been disconnected.
Yes, sir. It was done on the customer's request.
That I already know.
The problem is that I have to go to his house.
And I have forgotten his address.
If you could share his address, I'd be really obliged.
I am sorry, sir, but we cannot share the addresses of customers.
Damn it.
Man, I'm telling you that he is my friend.
Sorry, sir, this is not possible. Can I do anything else for you?
This is the heights of idiocy!
One problem isn't solved, and you want second one.
Hey, are you loose in the brain, sister?
Okay…
tell your price?
Sorry, sir?
Tell your price and send the address.
Raja Bhai will send the money.
-Give it to me. -Here, he is on the phone.
Hello?
Good evening, madam.
This is Teeka Ram here.
Teeka Ram Jain. Alias Raja Bhai.
Bhujia King.
I run the famous shop in Noida.
-So… -Hey, Raja Bhai.
Come to the point. Don't start selling snacks over the phone.
Yeah, so…
Madam, this Dhaincha is telling the truth.
He is one of our own guys.
Please share his address, and we will deliver whatever you want.
Sir, I won't be able to help in this matter.
If there's no other issue, I am disconnecting the call.
Hey! Hey, you vamp!
How dare you cut the call?
You know what? You will be taught a lesson!
Don't you know who I am?
Shall I tell you? Shall I? Speak up!
Fucker! When we talk respectfully, nobody listens.
Fuck!
Hello? Hello?
Hello?
Hey, she is a bloody bitch, a cunt.
The cunt cut the call.
I didn't cut.
I was listening to your cussing.
Now, you listen to me.
You guys are the ones who are dogs. And you know what all you are?
You both are swines. Bastards.
Pimps, bloody assholes. Dumbasses.
Dhaincha Jha and what is the other guy's name? Teeka Ram Jain?
Just because you are a customer, you wanna create havoc?
You have no bloody manners.
Asshole, filthy people. Illiterate, rowdy men.
Next time, I'll have you chopped and thrown into the Yamuna.
Don't you dare call again. Bloody fuckers!
Junk dealer!
Iron, tin, plastic.
Ours was a decent family, Mr. Gupta.
Our kids were naive and cultured.
They were married after thorough checks.
Our Ashoklata,
she is a simpleton.
And our Shambhu, he is meek as a lamb.
And now,
our son-in-law,
he keeps a gun, here.
Tucked in his waist.
Gun?
-Our Mr. Mishra? -Yes.
Not only my son-in-law,
my daughter-in-law keeps a gun in her purse too.
I don't know how we got them married to gangsters.
I am really scared.
I won't live here any longer.
I'm going to move from here.
DNA matched, man.
The one on this towel
and the hair found on the floor in Madhur lodge.
-Matched? -Yes.
Means, Haider sir's Guru ji was in that room that day.
Case solved, sir.
Just a minute.
But that doesn't prove that he's the killer.
And you guys were mentioning a lady with anklets was there too.
Who knows if she's the killer?
Or somebody else?
All the DNA samples taken from that room do not match with the towel owner.
So, any one of them could be the killer.
We know this fact, but Guru ji doesn't.
We tried a lot, but the number is disconnected, madam.
Motherfucker…
The cops are frantic
to find the killer.
We'll have to find him before them, Dhaincha.
Listen.
The cops are investigating.
Why don't you start investigating them?
Who knows, we might find a clue.
Madam,
you've given a solid idea.
We didn't even think of that.
Hey, Dhaincha.
When did you come?
Did you bring the accounts?
Yeah, I have them. And I also gave him some cash.
For spying on the cops.
Okay, listen.
Wanna see some movie on TV together?
Yeah, sure.
And…
Shall I dance
during the song sequence?
Yes?
Hey, go, man.
Your Raja Bhai is in a romantic mood.
Fuck off, man.
I am only yours forever
Take me as I am
We have become one
Just give me your love
If ever I go far
Stop me, you must
Take my hand in yours
And fight to stop me
Love me
You called me, Mr. Gupta? Yes.
Mishra, I am an old man.
Here today, gone tomorrow.
I'll come straight to the point.
If you ever bother your mother-in-law, and she leaves this place,
I'll not spare you.
Got it?
I know you carry guns around.
I am not scared of guns.
Got it?
She will not leave this place. That's it.
Mr. Gupta, what is your connection with my mother-in-law?
I like her.
I am an old man.
I am lucky, I found one at this age.
Whatever time I have,
I'd like to spend
with the one I like.
Got it?
You touched my heart Mr. Gupta.
What can I say?
Okay. I'll tell mother-in-law
that she can stay here for as long as she wishes without any fear.
Okay? Romance may be of 17 or 70-year olds
needs to be respected.
Age is no bar.
There are others beside the cops at the station.
The janitor. The guy who delivers tea.
The gardener. The masseuse.
Bribe them, Dhaincha.
They will give you the information in real time.
And that information will take us to him.
Who all are coming to see the officers?
Who is being investigated?
We should get all this information, Dhaincha.
In real time.
Who knows, we might get a clue.
The cops are frantic to find the killer.
We have to find him before they do, Dhaincha.
We will also make a list of all those they are keeping an eye
on for Lappu's case.
Get the police records checked.
And send me a photo of each suspect.
That's how we will catch Lappu's killer.
All this information is crap, Dhaincha. Find out some more.
What's the matter, Dhaincha? Has somebody stolen Raja Bhai's goat?
You can assume that his goat has been stolen.
He is so rich, can't he buy a new goat?
Come, Guru ji, sit.
We were waiting for you that you will come for the class and we will chat.
You were asking about the killer.
If we found him or not.
-Which killer, sir? -Yes.
We figured out.
The killer's DNA has matched.
With the Madhur Milaap room.
-Yes. -Do you remember now? Yes.
Who is it? Who is the murderer, sir?
Yes.
You are the murderer, Guru ji.
-What? -Yes.
Your DNA has matched to the one in the room.
Mine?
I…
And only your DNA was found in the room.
Mine? I… Sir, I… What?
It's confirmed that you are the killer.
Now can you tell us the reason, my friend.
Sir, I did not kill anyone, sir.
-Yes? -I…
Wild Stallion.
You provide service to women in lodges, hotels?
I had caught one earlier too. A gigolo.
Assholes have spread like epidemic.
Guru ji, my ass.
You were at the lodge, the day of the murder. Right?
-Speak! -Yes.
I was there. I was, sir.
But I didn't kill anyone. I swear on my mother. I didn't kill.
When I inquired about Madhur Milaap at the gym, why did you remain silent?
Sir…
If you didn't kill anyone, who are you trying to save? Who?
Now, listen.
Tell us the name of the killer you are trying to save.
-Sir-- -Or you are the killer.
He won't tell, sir.
I owe you two and a half kilo.
That's why we are meeting you here. Unofficially.
Otherwise, we would've called you at the station and thrashed you.
We are giving you a chance to come clean, get it.
The deal is that accomplice to murder, three to four years in prison.
Or else, murderer. Hang to death.
We are ordering food, you can think what to do while eating.
-Get some food! -On it, sir.
-Sir… -You have your wallet, sir?
-Yes? -No, you are the one footing the bill.
-Yes. -Great.
What? Wild Stallion?
I will teach him a lesson.
Bloody, Wild Stallion, fucker.
Our food is almost over. Say the name, bro.
Tell us the truth, Guru ji.
The thing is that you need to be sure,
then only can you say it confidently in front of the judge when needed.
Come on.
Three soda.
Yes.
What, Mr. Vineet? Think.
Yes? Wanna live or get hanged?
I am ready to tell the murderer's name.
Awesome!
Come on, Guru ji. Tell us the name.
Sir, that, his name--
Stop, you fucker!
Hey, give us a warning.
If you say the murderer's name, you'll be dead, fucker.
You're the murderer, Dhaincha. Yes?
Asshole, I am not the murderer.
Hey, listen, if you say the name, Raja Bhai will screw you.
So, Mr. Jain is the murderer. My theory was correct.
You and your fucking theory. Your theory was absolute shit.
Your station is full of assholes.
A single murder has been committed.
And the whole of Noida is the killer, asshole?
-Don't cuss in front of the station. -Move!
-Hey, move. -Sir.
Come on, asshole!
-One who speaks is blessed! -Move.
God is the eternal truth.
Nobody raises a gun here. Aroras' have a reputation.
All is well, sir. All is well.
Calm down. Move.
Hey, don't try to be over smart.
Don't you move, Mr. Haider. I will shoot you in your fat belly.
-Move. -Come on, sit inside, asshole.
-Hey, asshole. Manage the front. -Yes.
Stop right there, Mr. Haider. Motherfucker!
Don't move, Mr. Haider. You are right on target.
Move, fucker, hurry.
Officer.
Stay there!
-Get the jeep. Jeep. -Yes.
This is that motherfucker's number.
Show me this number on your phone.
Hey, show me, asshole!
-Sir… -Show us, bloody fucker.
I am showing. I am…
Got it. This…
Now call this other number.
-Yes. -Call.
And say that you're coming to see him. Got it?
If he doubts, I'll chop off your ass.
Where is mother?
We will be late at Shambhu's.
She has gone to invite Mr. Gupta.
I only asked her to go and invite him.
-Okay. -Is your cake ready?
Yes. I just have to pack it. I'm doing that.
Okay?
-Come on. -Come on.
-Hello? -Good evening, brother.
Can we meet right now?
-Right now? -Yes, brother.
I'm dying to see you.
Just felt like seeing you.
Really? If you really want to, then come over.
We, I mean, the whole family is going for a family event of ours.
I'll send you the address. Okay?
Okay, Vineet, listen.
Treat me as friend there.
I mean, no talk of business.
No.
I'm not gonna say a word to anyone.
-You send the address. -Just sending. Come over.
It'll be fun.
Come on! We're getting late.
-Madam. -Yes?
I found the fucker. The Wild Stallion you recognized,
I got the details from him.
I'm sending the address. Bring Raja Bhai along.
We will kill him.
Fucker.
Take one more.
There are two of us.
MADE BY SHOBHA PATHAK
PEARLS OF WISDOM
All the guests are requested to be seated.
Let us all be seated as the evening sets in. Sit down, please.
Pathak family, Mrs. Shobha Pathak and Mr. Shambhu Pathak
are organizing this discourse
for blessings for their mother's eyes.
God bless you, dear.
The discourse blesses us with peace,
satisfaction and fulfilment of our desires.
Now that we are talking about
-their mother's eyes. -There.
-Kept it? -Yes.
My money plant is also blessed.
So, let's do an exercise.
Please close your eyes and think from your heart about a thing
you desire.
You will get it.
Somebody wants wealth. Somebody wants a promotion.
Somebody wants admission into IIT.
Me? I want a horse cart.
Shall we?
Let's do!
I thought about a horse cart.
And I can see a horse.
It's really a horse.
That's amazing.
Chaurasiya?
Sir! Horse!
You wanted one for madam.
I got it.
This is the power of the heart.
You just thought of it, saw it, and got it.
Did you think about a gun, too, uncle?
-Mummy. -Bring the Wild Stallion here.
-Yes. -Come on.
Who are these people? They have guns.
Sit down, fucker.
Mummy.
Be seated. Nobody will move, fuckers.
Hey.
Nobody get up or move.
Tell me. Who is the guy? Tell.
Are you saying? Shall I fire, fucker?
I am looking.
Ashoklata? Kids?
Mummy?
Hey! Take a look and then show us.
Or else, I will gouge out your eyes. Look!
I have just seen him once.
But he's your friend. Look for him.
What's happening, Mummy?
Hey! Where is he? Tell!
He isn't here.
Give him one under the ear. Fucker!
Give him one.
Hey! Grab the gun.
You keep forgetting.
No use.
The sun has set, Bindi.
I cannot kill anybody.
But that night you fired shots in the bathroom.
The sun had set then also.
My life was in danger.
When you're screwed, rituals, customs all vanish.
That's why I fired the gun.
Here. Take this.
Who knows you might have to use it.
Come here, Raja Bhai. This is the Wild Stallion.
He was the fucker's accomplice.
-Bless me. -Greetings.
I want the organizers of this event to step forward.
What happened all of a sudden?
Or many lose their lives for no fault of theirs.
We are looking for a specific person.
We gotta deal with him and his family.
Yes.
Where is Shobha? She was here only.
-Where is Mr. Pathak? -He was here too.
Ashoklata, where are all of them?
Use the microphone, Raja Bhai.
The one who speaks first
will go scot-free.
And will get a prize too.
Do you hear?
And if nobody speaks up, then I will shoot.
After counting to three.
One.
Two.
Who fired that shot?
-Mummy. -Mummy.
Pinky, grab her. Hey.
Mummy.
Hey, grab the Wild Stallion.
Hey. Hey, you fucker!
Dhaincha, only my beloved should be shot. The rest can go.
-Mummy. -Nisha.
Hey, where to?
-Come on. -Come on.
-Bloody hell. -Fucker!
-Go, get him. Grab him. -Come on.
-Recognize! -Look! Look who is it.
Recognize!
-Where are you off to? -Wait.
-Run, asshole. -Run, fucker.
If I move faster, the horse will run off.
Bloody fucker.
He will be here only.
Somebody fired the gun.
You didn't see him running away?
I am really scared, Mummy.
-All is well. -Sir.
Who are these? Who are they looking for?
I don't know that.
Raja Bhai, we will find him here only.
I made this Wild Stallion call him, and he said he would be here.
So do one thing.
Call him again from that phone.
If he is around, we will hear the phone ring.
Hey! Bloody fucker, give me your phone.
Hurry.
Hey, fucker.
The ring came from there.
-I found the fuckers. -Come on.
Mummy.
Hey, hello?
Yes, Mr. Mishra?
Can you guys hear the gunshots?
Yes, we can hear the gunshots.
It is pretty bad.
Somebody is in deep shit.
Brother, I am the one in deep shit.
Why didn't you come in?
Mr. Mishra, you only told us not to come inside till you said so.
Not to interfere.
We need your permission. God knows what all. So we didn't.
It's the confectioner!
The same guys. His team.
-Come inside. Hurry. -Fuckers.
Stay put. We are coming.
Is the gangster a confectioner?
Shoot them. Don't spare a single one.
-Hey, fucker. -Fucker. Who is it?
Come on, man. You were the only one missing.
Hey.
Raja Bhai, go behind.
Hey, behind who?
Pinky, take care of madam.
Don't worry about me.
Move.
-Raja Bhai. You leave. -Get lost.
Go with madam.
Hey. Sir, both the gangs are here.
Hey, pimp, you fucker!
-Mummy. -Mummy.
-Come on.
Here you go, fatso.
Here, baldie, you fucker.
-Come on. -Mummy.
Mummy. Papa.
How long can you hide? Fucker.
You've kept the gun just to scare me? Take it out.
Gun? Who has a gun? What gun?
You know how it works? Take it out!
Come out if you know your father's name.
What's this? Where did it come from?
Hey, you know nothing.
There are many secrets.
And, you? Just to scare the auto guys.
Take out your gun. It's laying eggs in your purse.
Even Shobha has a gun?
Mummy.
Shobha, I took the bullets out and hid them.
I can tell the difference of a pinch of salt while cooking.
I won't know the weight of bullets?
I put them in again.
-Papa, I'm scared. -Mummy.
-Do something, Papa. -Son.
-I'm really scared, Papa. -Fucker.
As long as I am here, you and your family are safe.
This is the gun you didn't take, I didn't return.
Come on.
-Come on. -Come on.
-Come on. Yes? -Mrs. Lajwanti.
-Draw the curtain. -Yes.
I'll draw from here.
-Rohan, take care of Ritu, okay? -Yes.
Stay here till I am back. Okay?
Don't move from here.
Come on.
Mathew, catch hold of Guru ji. Over there.
-Where, sir? -He's running like a dog.
Bloody, Wild Stallion.
Asshole!
Fatso.
Really? Baldie.
-Come on, Mr. Mishra is over there. -Yes.
Wait, you.
Hey. Who is it, man? Motherf…
-Ashoklata. He is one of ours. -Mother.
He is for son-in-law's security.
This home is full of secrets. Wait and watch.
Mr. Mishra, we've come fully prepared.
We'll fuck the confectioner. Who all know how to use a gun?
I do. I retired from the army.
Yes?
Asshole!
Fucker!
Fire!
Hey, you fucker.
-Tribhuvan. -Yes?
Fucker. Tribhuvan.
Where did they catch you?
At the station.
But I didn't say a word, Tribhuvan. How could I have?
We are friends after all.
Thank you, my true friend.
Mr. Vineet.
Hey. One, two, three.
Guru ji.
The killer's name that you were going to disclose, you will only tell us dear.
We will put you in Witness Protection Program.
And it is totally ano…
-Ana, anano… -Yes.
-Say it. -Anonymous. Safe.
This is your last chance. Think it over, dear.
Do we have this facility?
They show it in the Hollywood movies. He must be watching them too.
He'll fall for it.
Crazy. They are just kidding.
Sure, sir?
Sure.
He fell for it.
Where are you, brother-in-law? Come here, man!
Fucker!
Do you know how to use it?
We'll get to know, if I shoot you. Shall I?
You are Tribhuvan's wife, right?
You bake cakes, right?
It was mine.
The orange and saffron recipe.
It was my husband's.
And I told him.
When he used to provide service to me.
What service?
Your husband provides…
services to women.
Sex service.
In return for money.
-Mother. -Yes?
You knew this secret too?
No. Not at all, I knew nothing.
Come on, does such a service even exist?
We never had it in our times.
I was just left high and dry after your father died.
He used to bring it for me, your Tribhuvan.
He took care of me.
That's why I fell in love with him.
Did he fall in love
with you?
-Bindi, get out of there. -What happened?
-Sit down. -Come on.
-All well now? -Come here.
Fucker.
Where were you, Bindi?
You were there to save me.
It is sweet.
You didn't eat any fruit after taking insulin.
You will feel dizzy.
Bloody, fuckface!
-Bloody oaf. -Fucker.
How many left?
Bullets?
Screwed? Now run, asshole.
Run out of bullets?
We will make you run on one leg.
Where are you off to, assholes?
-Hey, fucker. -Pimps.
Pinky! Handle this.
He was tender and hard as a rock too.
Sometimes he would just touch me.
At other times, he would be a violent storm.
He was the hero of my movie.
Look from within your heart…
Look…
Look from within your heart.
Whatever your desire is,
it will be fulfilled right before your eyes.
-Bye. Bye, Papa. -Bye.
You will find the happiness you were looking for.
You will get what you want, who you want.
Whatever you have desired, whatever your heart wants,
everything will be in front of you, you will get it all.
You will be fully satisfied.
And satisfaction
lies in this.
Look from within your heart…
You want a person, that person's love,
just close your eyes, think about that person.
He is close by you.
Whom you loved truly with your heart.
Look from within…
He bloody aimed right in between Raja Bhai's legs.
Yes, man. The only proof of a man's masculinity, his tool.
-Madam, he's saying that-- -I got it.
Drive fast, Jhatka. And shut your traps.
Ashoklata, are you comfortable?
Just keep on moving.
No need to say anything.
Mummy, what did Papa do?
Your father brought an earthquake in the whole city.
Dhaincha.
Hey, Dhaincha, come here.
We've to kill the fucker.
Now you've seen what the bastard looks like.
Do we have to kill him, Raja Bhai?
Have you lost it?
Why should we spare him? Why?
What if I don't kill him?
If you won't kill him, then I will kill the fucker.
-Stop. -What?
I said stop.
What are you doing, Ashoklata?
Titu Arora.
An acquaintance.
You aren't the only one with secrets here.
O world, I had come out To look for medicine
Now my wound only has become The ointment for my wound
My chest feels burning I don't want to live anymore
My chest feels burning
Passenger is moving
Noida-Noida, Noida-Noida, Noida-Noida…
If the tongue was cut There would have been
Taste of wound in the mouth
There are blisters on my heart
How to breathe
Got hurt in a cold night
My blood is frozen
Can't even find my own wound
There is so much fog
Hey, eyes Hey, hey, hey, hey
My eyes are icy cold now I can't even shed tears
My chest feels burning My chest feels burning
Passenger is moving
My chest feels burning I don't want to live anymore
My chest feels burning Passenger is moving
O world, I had come out to look for medicine
Now my wound only has become the ointment for my wound
My chest feels burning I don't want to live anymore
My chest feels burning Passenger is moving
My chest feels burning I don't want to live anymore
My chest feels burning Passenger is moving
Subtitle translation by: Monika Saraf